Although… Baron Milk himself meant another threat to them.
Angor did not go for another match. He spent most of his mana in this match so he was not confident that he could manage another. He decided to return home and rest up.
Inside his house, Angor took some time to think about the fight against Saka carefully.
He was taken by surprise too many times because of the lack of knowledge about Soul Manipulators. If he had known that Silvia could not really do much to him, he would never waste mana on his defense spells.
Speaking of Silvia… She did use Soul Howling and Soul Absorption, right?
Angor checked in his hologram tablet for Soul Manipulator spells.
… And he found none.
There were not many Occult spells in the books he had. At least Sunders’ collection did not record many of them.
If Silvia’s yelling and the red beam she released were skills, then why did he not feel anything? Well, maybe Soul Absorption tingled him a little but that kind of pain was completely neglectable.
Maybe it had something to do with the essence of Glutton Flower Lord? No way. According to Sunders, the essence only mended damaged souls, not protected them.
Angor gave up. He decided to go ask Dave about it later. Since Dave possessed data about Saka, he should know about Silvia’s abilities as well.
The match further helped Angor realize his weaknesses—his means of attack were too simple. Also, he had too little knowledge about his opponents before each fight.
Whilst resting, Angor slowly went through the participant list Dave gave him and tried to check the abilities of elite fighters so he would not get too helpless when facing them.
In the afternoon, Angor came to the Sky Tower late and only had four matches. He won them all. The matches attracted more and more audiences this time. It seemed his victory against Saka was known by more people, so they came to Level 10 just to watch him. And of course, they were mostly trying to spy on him to know his strengths.
In the evening, Angor waited in front of the tower until nine o’clock, hoping he could catch that pervert.
He did not succeed though. Instead, he saw Chloe Brothers.
Angor never tried to hunt them down since the twins always stayed really far every time they saw him. However, now that the Chloe Brothers were right under his nose…
Angor blocked them inside a small alleyway.
His black robe looked even darker in the narrow path at night. The Chloe Brothers recognized his identity immediately.
They quickly stayed cautious and showed fear.
Angor was glad they did since this would make the situation a lot easier.
Before Angor could initiate a “friendly conversation”, the elder one of the twins—Black Chloe—moved in front of White Chloe and handed a tattered magic scroll to his brother.
“Mister Baron Milk, we don’t mean to oppose you,” Black Chloe spoke.
Angor ignored him. He carefully inspected the magic scroll in White Chloe’s hand.
Those composite runes and special markings… he saw them in Sunders’ collection before.
“Crown Clown’s Balanced Teleportation,” Angor slowly revealed the name of the magic scroll.
Black Chloe remained calm. “I see you already know about it, mister. I hope you can let us go. We promise never to tell anyone about you, and never to show ourselves in front of you again.”
White Chloe looked really worried about something. “Brother…”
Angor, on the other hand, hesitated. The twins reminded him of Leon. While studying in an exclusive school in Waterford, people often bullied him for his timid nature, and Leon always stood in front of him like that.
He was planning to get rid of the twins, but their magic scroll changed his decision.
The Crown Clown was a demonic dominator in Abyss Plane who sought absolute balance in everything. If someone wanted to gain something from it, he or she had to pay an equal price. It enforced such a rule that was even harder than the “equivalent exchange” convention between wizards. Because of Crown Clown’s controversial behaviors, many wizards became its fanatic believers and preached the devil’s name around the wizarding world.
A magic scroll with Crown Clown’s name on it could totally achieve powerful effects.
This magic scroll looked really broken and incomplete. However, with the “blessing” of Crown Clown, anyone could now use it as a brand new teleportation scroll… by paying a price.
The price for using the scroll was usually someone’s life. And not anyone, for that matter. The sacrificed one had to possess the same blood of the scroll’s user. In other words, one of the brothers had to sacrifice the other one in order to get away.
Black Chloe was obviously prepared for this. If Angor insisted on killing them, he would use his own life to let White Chloe escape.
Angor had no idea where the twins found such a scroll, but he knew he was not going to kill them both today.